#jon 01.

[esdaemonis]

@smallblueboyscout​ // starter call.

This boy looked perhaps a few years younger than Ciel, which made him frown, looking this way and that for perhaps a guardian of some sort (and well, certainly Ciel should have someone as well, but that someone has, thus far, been woefully absent). Finding no one, his brows begin to furrow slightly. It’s not... concern, so much as judgement. 

“Aren’t you a little young to be on your own? Isn’t it dangerous to be out and about?”

[devianstability]

@smallblueboyscout​ replied to your post;

"You're not supposed to ignore your emotions though! But bottling them up more or less refers to shutting them down and ignoring them to an unhealthy point."

     ❝ oh. i understand now. thank you for the explanation. ❞

     ❝ i’ve tried on multiple occasions to ‘shut down’ these emotions but they’ve always gotten the better of me. maybe i’m not capable of ‘bottling them up’. ❞

[strigoisak]

Person: @legionariejon Location: Caer Glass, Courtyard Isak has a weird feeling about snow. It's nostalgic in a way, he remembers it falling in the forest that night he'd first met Dracula. How blood had looked against the stark and unmarred white flurries. He's watching it come down now, cigar in one hand and book in another, tucked under the cover of the stone archway leading out into the courtyard. Approaching footsteps have him glancing up and he's surprised to see Jon out and about. "Kind of a dreary day for a stroll, isn't it?"